Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 537 Chapter 4.55 Annihilation

Mortarion wants to kill Horus.

He's going to kill Horus!

Inside the broken window, three people struggled together, and Conrad let out a shrill laugh. The chain stretched out from the subspace had almost materialized, tying his neck, pulling him hard, trying to make him retreat. shadow.

Outside the window, the ripples of the supreme sky spread layer by layer, and strange and bright waves washed over the fleet. The corpses of the ships were swaying in the subspace turbulence. If any of them glanced out the window, they would immediately realize the Warmaster's fleet. They are retreating.

But the original bodies fighting together could no longer distinguish so much. The giant scythe slashed across the ground and slashed through Horus's abdomen. Black blood splashed out. Horus laughed, and together with the chains that locked Curze , violently kicked away Conrad who was biting him.

The Warmaster stood up, waved his lightning claw, and stopped Mortarion's scythe.

He has already won! He is the one who really uses Chaos. Look at Conrad and the inhuman Mortarion who are about to be dragged into hell! The blazing Cadia was reflected in Horus' eyes. The uppermost atmosphere of the planet had already been ignited. In less than five seconds, the flames would reach the surface!

He even became nervous, what if Khan succeeded in taking away the monster? But no, no! From beginning to end, there was no news of the battleship successfully leaving Cadia.

As long as that monster self-destructs - the waterway will be cut off, and he can stop the attack from the dark side of the empire for the emperor!

And the rebels who came to support will turn into nothing - Guilliman, Angron, Malcador... He finally killed them!

After everything is over, Terra, who retains the Custodes and the Imperial Fists, will once again become the strongest faction in the Empire.

The countdown has begun. On Cadia, Trazin tightened the last pipe, and the black stone obelisk tower was filled with blazing heat. The necromancy technology was operating at its maximum capacity.

Horus stumbled, his laughter before turned into a shrill cry, he begged, but only the false gods responded to him.

He saw the sun that he had longed for.

He brings short, precious, uninterrupted time to mankind.

In front of him, Trazin, who was persuading again, stopped talking. The Necron looked at Hades calmly. Layers of pipes stretched out from Hades's body and into the interior of the black stone obelisk, like Pluto reaching out to The giant palm of the mortal world.

throat!

A very thin trace of black exploded like a thunderbolt——

Mortarion cursed at the top of his lungs, [Immortal old man! Get off me! ! ! 】

Conrad screamed, and he suddenly tugged on the chain around his neck. He knelt on the ground, tilted his head back into the darkness, and a broken and blurred figure was reflected in the all-white pupils - no, no no! The place he fell into was not hell!

Other beings in the warp have locked onto him!

No—he will never—fall—save—save—

【die! ! ! ! 】【No - listen to me -】

After the small battlefield, there is the battlefield of thousands of giant ships, and behind them, the gods are fighting.

The Lord of Humanity stood there, with golden light in his eyes, and blazing flames on the sword hanging in his hand. He looked at his believers, his human beings, and every human spirit was ethereal in the subspace, like a flower. golden jellyfish——

He would not listen to Horus' explanation, Mortarion sneered, that arrogant fellow - he would never sacrifice an ounce of "the greater good" for his poor, insignificant offspring.

! ! ! !

The underworld has arrived! ! !

No no no no! Father! What did he do wrong? Is Mortarion really loyal? No, how is this possible? ! Horus screamed that he couldn't breathe! Just thinking about the sins I have committed - no! No! No no no!

He's going to kill him! No matter who comes to stop Mortarion from killing Horus - he is selfish and will be punished, but at the same time, no traitor who fell into Chaos can continue to survive!

This is not their end.

The Lord of Changes was the first to take action. He was already familiar with this. He dropped the burned part, and the power immersed in it began to fade away quickly.

+False emperor, I despise your violence——+

On top of the burning and sunken giant ship, the mortal soldier's whole body was glowing, blood flowed from his forehead, and he shouted——

Trazin expressionlessly pulled the switch in front of him.

[Mortarion! ! ! Save...]Save [...Sai]Save...I...

In front of him, the golden light on Mortarion's body became brighter and brighter, but the Pale Lord's movements did not delay at all. Mortarion was almost burning in the golden flames, and huge pain was tearing him apart. Mortarion, but Mortarion will never give in!

The Lord of Brass roared on his throne, but the pool of blood rolling at his feet was retreating rapidly.

On the Black Stone Throne, Pluto said so.

He lowered his eyes, and the sunlight shone equally on everyone.

In front of the slowly rising sun, all ghosts and ghosts dispersed, and all the ugly and dirty things were burned - pain, he brought pain and weakness to them.

The Pale Lord's scythes became heavier each time, hitting Horus' body, tearing off the flesh and blood, and went straight to the head.

——Everything, everything is over!

Horus laughed. He saw Konrad, who was knocked away by him, being dragged by the chain around his neck. Blood spurted from his mouth and he flew towards the darkness. He saw Mortarion raising his scythe, regardless of any defense. The ground smashed toward his head, and he saw the burning Cadia, and he saw the battlefield with waves pouring into the sky - Horus's pupils tightened, and he saw the gods who had given him strength.

He felt controlled - something Mortarion was already familiar with, from Nak'rai to Nurgle - his so-called "fathers" always liked this!

Mortarion wields his scythe, but why do his so-called "fathers" always try to mess with him? He's had enough! He's had enough! !

He's killing traitors! Why not let him continue? !

The scythe in his hand drew a full moon in the air, and slashed at Horus, who was obviously panicked. Horus received the blow in embarrassment. The Wolf Shepherd shouted and moved towards Mortarion's back, cried out in despair,

Sleeping Slaanesh is not here.

In the highest sky, the Lord of Humanity wielded a sword burning with golden flames, and with ten thousand years of faith, he slashed at the false gods - they screamed and fled in all directions, trying to escape from this area -

"For the Emperor!!!"

The Lord of Corruption hurriedly threw down the hot soup pot that was burned by the flames. He hurriedly took back the seeds he sprinkled on the Eye of Terror, but chose to leave after being burned by the flames.

But behind them, Jin Yan held them back.

Sorry, Lupe Carr.

Then, then——

Why have you come now, father?

[Please listen to my explanation—no, I just—]

A fiery golden circle reflected Horus leaning on the bulkhead, his pupils trembling as he stared at the scenery behind Mortarion. The shadow of the Pale Lord blocked the light that shone on Horus, and the light shone on Horus. For three seconds, Mortarion raised his scythe again.

If they are greedy for the Warmaster's fleet - then there will be a price to pay.

Horus's eyes reflected golden light, and he saw Mortarion in front of him covered with a faint layer of shining gold, but he...but he didn't? !

Why? ! Why, did he do something wrong, no! No no no no!

[——Get the fuck out of here! 】

"Stop it, mother-in-law, Trazin, open up."

Above the blazing Cadia, the black tide surged out violently, spreading smoothly and spherically like a two-dimensional object. It quickly swallowed up less than half of the burning Cadia, and moved greedily toward the void. external expansion.

Within the Eye of Fear, countless black stone obelisks buzzed at the same time, and dark lightning gathered at the top of the tower, as if to welcome their true master.

On the Ultramarines battleship that was rushing to Cadia, Guilliman stood up in shock. He raised his hands. At this moment, his hands were shining with bright golden light. Robert Guilliman was shining at this moment.

Next to him, Angron was the same. Not only the original body, the Space Marines, but also the mortals were surrounded by a layer of golden light.

【How is this going? 】

Guilliman asked softly. Angron beside him looked at him with a complicated expression.

[Looks like we didn’t catch up. 】

The two original bodies raised their heads in unison. Behind the portholes, they saw dark holes exploding on some planets in the distance.

Countless black threads, like two-dimensional products, penetrated the bulkhead and flashed around them like lightning arcs.

Guilliman stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the black lines - but was held back by Angron. The Lord of Red Sand shook his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The two-dimensional darkness passed by smoothly, silently, with irreversible determination. On the chaotic battlefield, the false gods who abandoned their armor and helmets screamed, and the golden flames burned blazingly, and they retreated. , but stood still at a certain distance and never took a step back.

This is the biggest difference between him and them. The Lord of Mankind inserted a sharp blade from the highest sky. He knelt half on the ground and lowered his head. The eternal sun rose from behind him, and flames ignited from the sharp blade inserted into the ground.

Everything that has not escaped and has not been blessed will pass away.

A dense, dark void soon poured into the battlefield of the giants. People fell dizzy and collapsed to the ground. The giant ships began to slide according to the inertia and the established procedures. For a moment, countless friendly ships collided with each other. The explosion lights up.

But people could only watch.

On the Vengeful Spirit, Mortarion let out a howl as if he was on the verge of death. He felt the approaching black tide - no - Trazin failed! Hades is dead! No! No! No! ! !

Do not!

He failed!

Mortarion strode forward. At this moment, he was like a real ghost. The golden flames were steaming on his body and the ice was melting. He slashed his scythe towards Horus, who could not accept the reality!

On the side, Conrad, who was screaming and struggling in despair, finally lost his strength. He was pulled by the chain around his neck and dragged into a complete abyss.

The last scream from his lips brushed against Mortarion's ears——

【save……】

+stop. +

Mortarion's eyes lit up with fireworks that belonged to him, and the scythe swung down with a rustling sound, and the edge shone with a cold deathly silence.

Opposite him, the golden light reflected around Horus had dissipated, leaving only darkness—he had arrived—and everything was finally coming to an end.

The scythe slashed across, Horus's horrified head whirled with its mouth wide open, black blood connected into dots and lines in the air - at the same time, the darkness finally swallowed him up.

All right.

Mortarion's eyes were filled with darkness. He stumbled and tried to turn around, but it was still darkness, darkness, endless darkness.

Failed.

He failed.

Great despair consumed Mortarion,

No... no no no no... a desperate smile appeared on the corner of the Pale Lord's lips.

Blind, he stared at the dark wheel of Cardia.

A world without psychic seeds... has come... There are no more wizards he hates...

All filthy garbage...die with him...

A death rattle came from Mortarion's throat, but he hadn't yet—

boom! ! !

The original's huge body hit the ground with a loud bang.

Everything became quiet, everything became dark - no, it should be said that those souls were quiet,

Only the flames burned quietly.

The physical world is still running steadily. In front of the collapsed armor and broken glass on the ground, the battleships are still sailing.

The exhaust fan is still working roaringly.

Further away, Cardia was burning and still slowly rotating at the established rotation speed.

All the mess in the supreme sky was swallowed up and ceased to exist. The king half-kneeling on the ground shed golden tears, the flames burned fiercely, and the black tide stopped in front of him.

"His ha...ha...ha..."

On top of the black stone throne, Hades gasped as dark thunderbolts surged around his body. He lowered his upper body and barely supported himself on the black stone chair. He felt that his own existence became huge - became vast - and he "saw" those creatures. , but Hades saw that they did not disappear.

Is it Neos...when did he become so powerful...

Hades was puzzled. In severe pain, he devoured the chaotic corpses on the ground, expanding in disorder, chasing the fleeing cowards.

He eroded the golden light around human souls, but did not touch their insides. The golden light slowly dissipated, and soon, darkness seeped in——

"All right!"

Trazin shouted, jerking the gate back.

"hiss!!!"

Hades, who was forcibly supported by the black domain, suddenly collapsed. He was breathing heavily like a drowning person. His remaining pupils were dilated and he stared blankly at the sky. His remaining consciousness was disappearing.

But... he didn't seem to kill those innocent people?

Hades' consciousness dissipated, and in his blurred vision, Trazin came up, shook Hades, and shouted not to sleep.

No, he's too sleepy.

So Hades fell asleep.

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Small follow-up:

Mortarion awoke to a loud noise.

He opened his eyes and saw Guilliman and Angron who were restless. The Pale Lord said nothing. He straightened up and turned his head to see Vox, whose face had been cut in half, and Karas, who was silent.

The magic circle under Mortarion told him that he had been temporarily summoned again.

[Prepare the ship, I am going to Cadia. 】

Mortarion was tired, exhausted, and he forgot how he told Guilliman and Angron to go away. He only remembered that he stumbled off the Death Guard's airship and stood on the card. The only intact piece of land in Dia.

At this time, just an hour had passed since the silence.

In front of him, the dilapidated black stone tower was moving slowly, maintaining order after the tide receded.

It is even more difficult for subspace creatures to move here. Mortarion held on, gritting his teeth, staggering towards the door of the black stone obelisk step by step - he wanted to ask that damn alien - why? Why? !

boom!

Mortarion fell to the ground, a huge feeling of repulsion squeezing him. He crawled to the door of the black stone obelisk.

He saw Trazin controlling the machine to lift a familiar figure.

【you……】

The alien turned his head and his eyes flashed,

"See you later."

damn it……

Mortarion fainted.

He was once again banished back to the Warp.

(End of this chapter)